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Published by farahdiyanax25, 2021-12-07 22:23:08

The Most Remembered Day of My Life

GEEC1052 - DIGITAL PRODUCT

INSTITUT PENDIDIKAN GURU
KEMENTERIAN PENDIDIKAN MALAYSIA

KAMPUS IPOH, 31150 HULU KINTA
PERAK DARUL RIDZUAN

GEEC1052

EFFECTIVE COMMUNICATION IN ENGLISH– DIGITAL PRODUCT

Nama : FARAH DIYANA BINTI MAHAMAD SHUKRI
030625081232
No. K/P : 2021242310290
PPISMP
Angka Giliran : JUN 2021
X15
Program : DR KANAKAMBAL A/P VELUSAMY
6 DISEMBER 2021
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THE MOST REMEMBERED DAY OF
MY LIFE

WRITTEN BY
FARAH DIYANA BINTI MAHAMAD SHUKRI X15

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The Most Remembered Day of My Life

I will never forget the tragedy that occurred in my life when I was still a naive teenager. The horrific
day that I instantly lost my loved one due to an irrational decision because I thought I was right in
the first place. My brother, Jaden, tried to give me a piece of his mind before I decided to run away
from home and leave him alone. We lost our parents in a disastrous car crash when we were still
vulnerable children. The age gap between Jaden and me is nine years apart, and maybe that is why
we do not understand each other quite well. He has always hated my boyfriend, Andrew, just
because he was much older than me at that time. I was only 15 when Andrew was 21 years old. At
first, I was wary, thinking danger would bring heartbreak and misery. But the day I met Andrew, I
swore allegiance to the pain and eventually learned why people smoke their lungs black.

It was a Friday night, the time where rebellious youth like me rose from their zombie-like states,
eyes wide as they desperately craved cheap doses of adrenaline that often come packaged as an
act of defiance. A rush of thrills coursed through my veins as I pushed myself off the balcony while
waiting for the familiar rumble of my boyfriend's motorbike. A couple of hours ago, Jaden and I were
at each other's throats. Needless to say, I was seriously getting sick of how he always throws verbal
knives my way, spewing venom every time we speak about Andrew. In my eyes, Andrew is a
good-looking man who promises to take good care of me. As little as I knew, Andrew was nothing
but a liar who used crocodile tears as proof of his foolish love for me.

Judging from the empty silence of Jaden's contentment, I chased to believe that he went to sleep
so he could forget the simmering rage brewing a storm inside of him. I pulled my denim jacket tight
around myself, like a child seeking for comfort from a worn-out blanket. Dressed to the nines so
that my ground disappearance would at least be nothing but fashionable. Backpack heavy with the
clothes and irrational decisions that I had pushed aside. Second thoughts began to seep in, tiny
voices shrieking for me to turn back and never leave. Was I being ego to throw myself into harm's
way down when there would always be a gentle hand and a soothing voice waiting for me to come
home? A smile that warms my heart and a heart that always cares for me. Was it true that I'm
leaving Jaden?

My trains of thoughts came to a sudden halt when a powerful roar of engine reverberated
throughout the sleeping neighbourhood. There was Andrew, broad shoulders and toned biceps
covered with a leather jacket, dressed head to toe in abysmal black. As I threw myself out the
window, legs dangling, he flashed me a coquettish look before luring me down the grass and into
Andrew's waiting embrace. I could see my brother's silhouette from my bedroom, shouting my
name deafeningly. Apart from the fact that I wanted to stay here, Andrew's egoistic behaviour
continued urging me to follow him. I held to Andrew as if my life depended on him as we were

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carried away into a region of immoralities, rife with lost souls and terrible decisions, brimming with
regrets and silent begs for a second chance. There we were "Mr Born to Lose" and his "Ragdoll of
Tattered Innocence".

People were right when they say poison tastes similar to saccharine. By the time you drank half of
the misleading vial, you are bending over with self-hatred as the bile of blood pours out of you. My
time with Andrew was indeed sweet and sickening, like my short-lived childhood right before my
parents crashed and left Jaden and me in a state of surreal delirium. I don't remember what Jaden
and I were arguing about at the time, but it wasn't anything important. It all happened in a blink of an
eye when we both crashed in a car accident. We were inside a car crash that you just could not look
away from, with Andrew on the steering wheel, his maniacal grin somehow never long its charm
even when death was holding us at our throats.

The only difference between us was that I had a saviour, a white knight in shining armour. Jaden
found me just in time before the light slowly faded from my eyes, before the poison swallowed me
entirely and pulled me into oblivion. Despite my grave injuries, I attempted to hold on to Jack in
hope that he could be saved as well. By the time Jaden and the paramedics had me lying in an
uncomfortable bed in the back of the ambulance, they had informed me that he could not be saved
anymore, a young life wasted.

I cried onto Jaden's shoulder and whimpered like a helpless infant. Too shocked and shaken to
the core, I owed my life to my brother and was forever in debt to him. He never gave up on me even
though I turned my back on him. The saying is true "blood is thicker than water". Perhaps I should
remind myself earlier before I decided to follow Andrew running away from home. That was the day
that I will surely remember forever as it gave me lessons and pain simultaneously. My life lessons
were learned the hard way, and they continue to plague me to this day. Although I have lost Andrew,
my sibling bond with Jaden is growing stronger than ever. I told myself that I would never again put
Jaden last in any decision I had to make. I can't allow myself to be the source of any harm.

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